Page 46 of The Last Knight


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“Remember to relax, sunshine. If you don’t it’ll only make your torment longer for my pleasure.” I pick up the tube of lube and slick two fingers. I grab a handful of her ass until she squeals, knowing it won’t be the last one heard from her sweet lips.

“We’re only getting started.”

Pulling her cheek to expose her ass. She shuffles on her knees, parting her thighs. My fingers dig into her flesh, my eyes catch sight of her dripping slit, it would be so easy to divert and give into my tongue’s and cock’s demand.

Stiffening in my resolve I swipe the cool gel on her ass. My hand cracks down when she tries to shift away.

“Marcy,” I tsk. Her reply is muffled in the blanket.

I move closer to her on the bed, invading her space, making her feel. I part her thighs again, widening her position. I press my knee against her calf, anchoring her exactly where I want her.

“Breathe.” I push my middle finger against her resistance. I feel her thigh shake but I don’t ease up the pressure.

“Fuck.”

“Yes, princess. That’s exactly what’s happening,” I chuckle darkly. My middle finger presses clear past the first knuckle and further than the second until my palm is pressed flush against her skin.

I smirk at Marcy’s muted muffle into the sheets. My cock throbs while she tries to move away from my unyielding invasion.

The more she bucks the deeper she pushes my finger. I crook my finger upwards and she stills. Like the beautiful puppet she is beneath me, her back bows and her breathy moans echo through the room.

“That’s it, fuck back against my hand.”

Her hips roll and I slip a second finger against the first. Her muscles grip tightly, pulsing in time with her moans and rocking.

“You’re going to strangle my cock, sunshine. Are you going to rock back this eager when I fuck your freshly spanked ass?” She whimpers at my words. Releasing her hip, I reach out and grab a fist full of her hair and wind it around my hand.

The grip forces her to arch to me and rest her full weight on my fingers.

I lean in and kiss her temple softly. “You’re taking it so well. That’s my good girl, I know you can. One more, baby.” Marcy’s pitiful whine goes straight to my cock.

Fumbling with one hand, I reach and add another dribble of lube over my slick fingers. Sawing them back and forth, slipping my ring finger in with the first two until it forces her wider.

My thumb slips between her thighs and presses inside her wet warmth.

Marcy’s movements stop, her back bows and her fingers dig tightly in the fabric beneath them. “S-sir…”

“More? Yes, I agree.” I let go of her hair and spank her cheek.

She cries out and any movements of retreat are snuffed by my weight and the way my fingers sink deep into her core.

“Sit up,” I command.

Marcy grabs my arm for support and I kiss her soundly, swallowing her moans while she rides toward what she hopes will be her release.

“Do. Not. Come,” I warn.

Her bright green eyes meet mine in desperation and I can’t wait to taste every frustrated tear she sheds.

“You won’t sit for a week if you do.” Even though that’s already in the cards for her.

I hold up a medium sized plug to her gaze. “Open,” I instruct, marking to memory the way she shudders and clenches against my slowly thrusting fingers at my harsh tone. Pushing the plug past her lips, I study her every reaction.

“Suck. Run your tongue over it and know that’ll soon replace my fingers. Leaving that tight, needy hole open when you take the first part of your punishment.”

Her eyes flutter closed on a moan. Her chest moves rapidly, her pulse erratic.

I can’t resist leaning in and running my tongue over the slope of her shoulder to her neck. She tastes of honey and sin. I press my teeth against her skin, wanting to mark her creamy skin. Marcy stills beneath the pressure and the tension in her thighs eases; opening herself further to me.

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